Well, That went just great. I rode in back in frustration, mostly anger. After a bit, Kyle speaks up. "I can tell you're upset. I didn't exactly know it was a place of worship. On the off chance, if it was I was still prepared to destroy it."

I scoffed as we reached Mother Base. "You lose your morals as soon an order is placed?" I asked.

Kyle pitched his horse next to mine. "You know I can't deny orders. I'm a soldier. I'm not useful thinking about the people I killed. Do you?"

I stop and look back. "No. Hell, I can't talk much can't I? I still try to have some reason for it all. Not just because some faceless figure said so."

Kyle placed a hand on my shoulder. "You don't think I hate that too?" He then walks away back to his tent.

Over the next week or so Team Foolish was shelved for preparation of the first big push into Godless territory. In that time, I made a new gadget: The extendable blade. I placed it on my left forearm, set to spring out if I squeeze my hand at any time. The blade would extend out at the top, meaning I'd get that extra damage when I punch. Also, Sera comes to my tent. We talk. She sometimes stays the night.

It was night, and we lay together as usual. We always have our space, but we're shoulder to shoulder this time. The same shoulders as the night in Southland...

"Hey, Dopeman?" She speaks up, breaking the silence.

I was half tired, yawning out. "Yeah?"

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Yeah, of course. You're fine, Sera."

"Then you find me attractive?" She sits up, placing a hand on my chest.

My heart beats faster. "Sera... Where is this coming from?"

"Dopeman," She blushes.

"Sera?" I do the same.

She moves back to where she was before, falling asleep eventually. I do the same.

What a woman.

After that... Wonderful night, I wanted to spend my day with Serena. I sat outside, reading a book about a crazy yandere killer with her.

"See! I knew he'd kill him next!" I yell while reading chapter four.

Serena neighs in an argumentative fashion.

"You didn't say that! You said he'd kill the other nerd!"

Another neigh, it's rather aggressive.

As I was gonna continue my point, Kyle steps in the side of the tent. "We're you..."

"Talking to my horse? Yes."

Tann stares at me.

I stare at him back.

"...Anyways. You, me, and Fisher are doing a stakeout. Sera will be doing a special op with the scout team."

I nod and stand up, starting to walk with the Major.

One ride later, and we make camp over at the small area that overlooks a fortress.

"This," Kyle points at the fort of sand. "This is Fort Janson. Formerly a fort used for training young recruits. Now, a place of debauchery and anarchy."

Fisher stands and looks over. "Why are we here, eh? I'm sure we're not gonna wait till they're weak or something. This looks to be a major hub for them."

"It is. We've been hitting small hotspots for the last week. Hospitals, churches, villages."

"That's part one? You've been hitting places of worship and shelter?" I asked with a hint of annoyance.

"It ruins their morale. This is not a fortress, It's now a major place of worship. The scouting reports say it holds the most precious thing of the Trastorno religion. What that thing is, we'll have to wait and see for the thing to come out. Once we see it, We shoot a flare and watch the fireworks."

Fisher perks up. "Fireworks?"

Kyle smiles. Scary.

Me and Fisher sit together, while Tann lies down and looks at the night sky.

"So," I look over to Fisher. "You and that one woman..."

He laughs. "Yeah. Of course. She was a monster. She was choking, hitting..."

"Jeez, you alright?"

Fisher nods and smiles. "I was in heaven."

Kyle sits up. "Don't get my soldiers pregnant."

I swipe the air. "Come on, Major. Lighten up. Who was your first?"

"Why would I say? Conversation?"

"Yes. So get that stick out your butt and talk to us."

Tann sighs and hugs his knees. "When I was a recruit. It was a woman named Nat. She invited me to the showers."

Fisher laughs, moving next to Tann. "That story sucked, ya know."

"How? I said what happened."

I move closer as well. "Where's the setup? The atmosphere? Have you ever even talked to anybody who's not a soldier?"

"No. I haven't had the need to."

"Now you do."

We talked about guy things for the rest of the night. Sorry, Boys only!